Ice Fangs, Hot Blood! (Private)

Isabelle giggled and stuck her tongue out as he pressed the earring against her ear, not even wincing as the golden band with his cutie mark was attached to her ear. Instantly, the pair would find a strange connection, as if their thoughts could be sent to each other.

The Oracle smiled at the pair, before nodding and looking. "Well, unless someone has something to say...? Excellent. Then I pronounce you stalliom and mares. You may kiss the bride."

Sugary kept half expecting more than just the sensation of unity with his mates he was feeling right now, but there seemed to be no downsides to the earring. He was grateful to have lucked out that he wasn't dying right in front of everyone as he was given the cue, slowly rose Isabelle's veil over her head, looked at her eyes thoughtfully and longingly, and finally leaned in for the kiss... wrapping his arms around her more and more as he kept leaning in for a passionate kiss. He hopes she understood his intentions, since he doubted he'd ever get another chance to show how much he wanted to be with her in front of a large crowd.

Bill coughed a bit loudly in the hopes his stallion friend wasn't about to get too carried away soon...

Isabelle blushed as he lifted the veil, before letting out a tiny squeak as he kissed her, wrapping her arms around him in return. She sighed happily, a mixture of her lust and joy radiating through the connection.

Again Bill couched, much louder than before in an effort to get the lovers to come to their senses and actually acknowledge they were still in a ceremony. "*COUGH*Getaroomlateryoutwo*COUGH*!"

Sugary's ears perked, and then pulled away hesitantly from the kiss with a light gasp for air, and a deep red blush as he just plain hugged Isabelle afterwards, cheers starting to come from the crowd once more when the kiss ended at last.

Isabelle whined mentally as Sugary pulled away, maintaining a somewhat regal outward appearance, though her cheeks were tinted a deep shade of red.

Fearful and Luna were merely shaking their heads, whilst Celestia was staring at the pair with a raised eyebrow.

"Well now, you two lovebirds clearly need your privacy," the Oracle whispered. "Hurry up~"

Sugary seemed stunned for a moment, processing what the Oracle just said, but he thought he felt his mates calling out to him to act. Perhaps instinct? The new earring? Either way, he smiled shamelessly, grabbed Isabelle, and joyfully carried her out where they came in... having no idea where to go exactly, but he hoped Isabelle would show him the way.

Back at the altar, one large grizzly bear laughed as the music played fast for the newly wed couple. For such a fast moving wedding, he gonna have a lot to say to his companions once the post-wedding reception began...

Isabelle grinned as Sugary swept her up into his arms, shuddering happily at his touch and kissing him again as she directed him out of the hall and towards her bedroom. "We have a little time before the reception. Enough for a little fun by any account," she whispered into his ear, before nibbling it and then his neck.

Once they arrived, she dragged him to her bed, pulling him down and kissing him hard. "Mmmmf~ You're such a tease~" she moaned, licking her lips.

Sugary murred at the nibbling, and neighed under his breath as Isabelle pulled him into a deep kiss on the bed. He'd return her affections by slipping his hand between her legs, rubbing the wedding dress up against her crotch slowly. "Mm~... You mean a fast celebration before the real Honeymoon then? Didn't even know..." He licked her neck. "It was..." He suckled on it and downwards. "A thing..." He'd then open his mouth wide and suckle on her dress' bust, fondling her breast with his mouth and tongue a bit.

Isabelle shuddered as he took control, moaninh under her breath as he pressed the dress against her. "Mmmfg~ That is... ahhh~ What I am saying, yes..." she whimpered as he licked her neck, squirming under the touch of his lips against her.

The stallion then smirked at his beloved, playfully trailing kisses down her body and onto her crotch, then further down her dress to lift it and stay hidden under it but this time to press his muzzle against her panties and snorting warm air against them.

Eventually, he'd delicately but quickly slid her panties off, and then held them with his teeth as he muttered a request from her. "Mm~ Isabelle, would you please lift and hold your dress for me?" He didn't mind if she stood up or did it on the bed, but he looked forward to her exposing more while keeping the dress.

Isabelle whined as he continued to teade her with his lips, arching her back and squealing as she felt his warm muzzle press against her panty-covered slit. She whimpered happily as he pulled the thin fabric away from her flower, before nodding bundling the dress up around her.

As Isabelle lifted her dress, Sugary unbuttoned his pants and lowered them just enough to let his sheathe have room for his cock to come out as he got closer to her and placed his head under her dress, slowly licking at the edges of her nethers and clit while rubbing himself with the silky soft panties.

He hummed gingerly while taking a moment to have a taste and get himself erect, before tossing the panties aside onto a chair, and then getting on the bed face up, cock fully erect, and his arms stretched out to her so as to urge her and help her onto him. "You don't mind us keeping most of our clothes for this, do you~?"

Isabelle blushed with a fresh red hue as he teased her nethers again, moaning and clenching her hands in pleasure. "Mmmmmfg~" she moaned, before shaking her head at his question. "No, now hurry up~"

Sugary lay there, still waiting with his arms towards Isabelle, scrunching his muzzle lightly as he wondered if she was just too distracted by pleasure given to notice he was already wanting her to move over to him. "... Heh... Fine, you asked for it, but don't let go of the dress~" In one of the few times he ever deliberately used telekinesis on her, he magically gripped around her waistline and legs so as to lift her gently into the air, hovering in a small circle towards him, and smile up at her as he made her land right over his erect cock which he was also holding with telekinesis to make sure the tip would prod and enter. As he lay her down upon him gently till her knees got on the bed, he moaned and made his gloved hands wander over her exposed thighs and belly while swaying his hips a bit already.

Isabelle blushed and clung to her dress as the stallion lifted her in his magic, squirming happily. She whimpered as his member slid into her, shuddering and drooling as his gloved hands glided over her body. "Mmmmfg~ Damn you and your sexy... cock~"

He chuckled, still moving his hands as he pleased to feel her, but soon went more to the point as he grabbed her flanks and gripped on them firmly, lightly urging her to move up and down as he levitated a couple pillows to lay back on in a more seated position. "Mm~ Just like our first night~." He watched her, eyes full of love and lust as he urged her more by swaying his hips more so to grind against her each time she came down.

Isabelle shuddered before bouncing happily on his member quietly, before letting out a little squeak each time she hilted on his thick member. She grinned and kissed him softly as she groped her own breasts, whimpering and nuzzling him. "Mmmm... fuck~"

There was a certain allure in having his arms and much of his body covered by her dress as he rutted her and felt her body, which meant he could surprise her at any time if he felt like it. And as she kissed him while hopping on him, he adjusted his position further so as to have more room for his pelvis to move, thrusting more vigorously into her. He also made sure to grasp her flank and spread it a bit, charging his horn but giving her only that much to guess what was coming... and soon after, she'd feel as if a small tendril went right into her ass, but not actually spreading it wide intentionally; Instead, she'd feel movement deeper inside, and she might come to notice that it felt about the same as when he rubbed his fingers gently on her flank, as that movement would be reflected within her plot. He had a broad smirk to go along with his more frequent snorts of pleasure.

Isabelle continued to pick up the pace of her bouncing, each time trying to get his entire length inside her whilst her tongue hung out. She blushed as his horn lit up, before squeaking happily as she felt the tendril inside her, moving in sync with his fingers on her flank. "Mmmmmmmm..." she whimpered, the queen bride completely at his mercy.

Sugary grinned wider and leaned up a bit to suckle on Isabelle's tongue, neighing as he did so while wrapping his tongue around hers and pulling her with it softly. He kept pace with her, grunting lightly each time she forced herself all the way down on him time and again, groin smacking lightly against groin. He wanted more than her squeaks and whimpers though, and would create another ghostly finger upon her clit to rub it from above and side to side in rapid strokes; Inside her ass he kept moving the other ghostly fingers, massaging her from within more and more against the side where his cock was.

It was a quick-intended session and he wasn't trying to hold back as much, so the pressure in his groin grew fast, but he wanted to hear more moans from his beloved mate before it was over as he rubbed faster, horn still glowing to prepare on keeping them more... clean before they were done.

Isabelle whimpered happily as his tongue took control, happily letting him pull her with it. She shuddered with each of his intense thrusts, letting out an undignified squeal as she felt him push into her again and again, the pleasure combining with her own bounces. The combined efforts of his substantial member, and the ghostly fingers in her ass and on her clit drove her over the edge, her nectar flowing over his cock as she whimpered again, happy and content in his arms.

Isabelle's orgasm would be the final driving point of the session, the proof she had enjoyed his company very much in their first time as a married couple. He let her juices wash over his groin, but shortly after he'd make use of that spell he kept ready, activating it as he held back a neigh but shuddered tremendously as he held her close and tight while he came and filled her with his seed with a deep thrust. The spell would prevent his cum from flowing out of her, which meant all of his seed that didn't fit along with his cock went straight to her womb, not a drop being wasted. The spell also dissipated.

He was always one to feel very invigorated after lovemaking, but after a moment of respite in their afterglow, he started to laugh softly, tears coming from his eyes as he kissed her gently, lovingly, his hug being less tight and more coveting instead. He was very very happy that their union was made official minutes prior.

Isabelle squealed again as she felt his seed pump into her, gasping as his spell prevented a drop from leaving her. She began to giggle along with him, her lips meeting his in a gentle display of passion, equally overjoyed that they were now one and the same. This joy poured through their mental link as she cuddled against him.

Sugary hummed and neighed softly for the moment, tail flicking joyfully as he felt Isabelle's joy as well. In time, he'd pull away from the kiss, speaking softly to her with a bright smile. "... I love you." He nosed her muzzle, hugging her closer as he nuzzled her mane. "Oh... Isabelle, I'm... Still afraid of not being good enough for the role... Please say, one more time, that you'll be my Queen and beloved wife..."

"I love you as well," she murmured back, before smirking and kissing him gently. "I am yours my King. I will always be your beloved wife and Queen, and I will always love you," she whispered, snuggling into his warmth.